Louise Gentry Weller
May 7, 1912 - July 17, 2011
The bustle in a house
The morning after death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon earth --
The sweeping up the heart,
And putting love away
We shall not want to use again
Until eternity.
    --Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
The call came from Community Health & Rehab Center just as I was driving off to church this morning. Please don’t be sad for our family. It was time. When my father died in 1993, mama was 81. She bemoaned that she was in good health, and feared she would live without him to be a hundred. To her great chagrin, she almost did. She was ninety-nine.
Depart, O Christian soul, out of this world
In the Name of God the Father, who created you;
In the Name of God the Son, who redeemed you;
In the Name of God the Holy Spirit, who sanctifies you.
May your resting place be this day in the paradise of God. 
May your company be his saints and holy angels.
May the Lord bless you and keep you.
May he make his face to shine upon you,
and be gracious unto you.
May the Lord lift up the light of his countenance upon you
and give you peace
this day and throughout the ages of ages.

Bubba